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Is it worth it?
It is no exaggeration to say that this is one of the most important presidential elections this country has ever seen. This election is much more than a contest between two different men or two different political parties. It is… Continue reading
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Like a bridge…
When you’re weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all, I’m on your side, oh, when times get rough And friends just can’t be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay… Continue reading
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There Must Be a Reason
My wife, Joan, is a big fan of “doing things for a reason.” And there is always a good, solid reason for the things she does. When cooking her world-famous pasta primavera, for example, [What… you’ve never heard of it?]… Continue reading
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Part of the Pack
This is Patrick. Patrick is our 4 ½ -year-old Soft-Coated Wheaten Terrier. And no, even though we lived in Kansas City for many years, he is NOT named after Patrick Mahomes. Patrick loves people. In fact, as far as people… Continue reading
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“You’re FIRED!! “
Have you ever been fired from a job? I don’t mean “Sorry, Russell, but we’ve got to let you go because of a downturn in economic conditions.” I mean FIRED. As in, “Dude, we thought you would be good at… Continue reading
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Canine Comfort
Here we are on day 1,465,283 of The Great Quarantine of 2020… … at least that’s what it feels like. Like most of the rest of you, Joan and I have stumbled upon a variety of strategies to help us… Continue reading
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Order out of Chaos
Look at this. Isn’t it amazing? My organizational genius of a wife took our laundry basket full of a mishmash of all sizes and styles of extension cords and – armed with only her labelmaker and a few plastic containers… Continue reading
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Doing Love
Please pause for a moment and pity poor Joan. Joan – for those of you who don’t know – is my spouse. And since we just celebrated our 20th anniversary on Cinco de Mayo, she has occupied that status for… Continue reading
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Tipping the World
I had a great bike ride yesterday. The sun was out, the sky was blue, and my bike shorts were clean, so why not? It had been a while since my last ride, so I cut this one a little… Continue reading
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Frozen People
I knew it was coming, just as surely as the next episode of The Lone Ranger on Saturday morning TV. When I was a wee lad and we made the 415-mile trek to see my dad’s parents in St. Louis,… Continue reading
